Aisha - GROOMS

Aisha, do not focus on the ring

Energy, romance racing through your jeans

And down the hall, parents wishing they were dead

Because someone somewhere put a promise in your head

Does it feel alright?

How does it feel?

Does it feel alright?

How does it feel?

Nailed to the floor

Your ponytail goes on for days

Forevermore, you’re lacerated, un-abstained

Activity

Activity is enough

When activity

Activity is in love

Does it feel alright?

How does it feel?

Does it feel alright?

These are my primitive feelings on sophisticated dealings

Does it feel alright?

Does it feel alright?